Touch Your Night

[Advance pre-order of "Lifelong Beauty", which will be released next year~] "The destiny is always imitated in a despicable way, imitating the most absurd tragedy in the theater. Everyone is an actor who can't help himself." The painter who pursued light and color all her life lost her sight, and fate chose her, leaving no room for resistance. After many treatments failed, the painter traveled across the ocean to Beicheng and met a doctor. "Your voice is dark blue." When the painter said these words, hot blood burst out of his heart, and a long deep blue river flowed into the dark night. —— "The flute music played in the Meiyuan District of Beicheng was so bright. When I was a child, I always stopped to listen to a piece when I walked past the red wall. Later I found out that the flute music was originally "Plum Blossom Three Lanes", and the lyrics were full of pain." By chance, Zhuang Bo became Nan Di's attending doctor and came into contact with such a person who had deep pain buried in his bones and blood. Occasionally, they would sit together on a bench covered with red leaves and listen to the same song. The autumn sun, like maple syrup, fell on the pool, causing ripples like tears on the water. "Autumn is a solemn farewell. After surviving the autumn, when the first snow falls in Beicheng, we will be together." Instructions for consumption: 1. Healing sweet text, warm and slow. 2. Blind painter x ophthalmologist. —— Pre-receipt of "Lifelong Beauty" The prince of Jiahong Group, Fok Xiren, recently returned to Hong Kong, but was shot near the heavily-security airport. The Hong Kong military and police system immediately launched an investigation plan. Special senior inspector Lu Qinghe was appointed to serve as the leader of the detective team to thoroughly investigate the case. He took over this hot potato that could ruin his future career if he was not careful. She tried her best to restrain herself and rushed to the Keyshan Villa Sanatorium with her subordinates to offer her condolences. According to the news, Huo Xiren, who was seriously injured and unconscious, was standing by the window talking on the phone. Wearing a pair of half-rimmed glasses, he looked much younger than in the report. In the thick of tea smoke, when he saw someone coming from the police station, he raised his eyes and raised his hand to make a silent gesture. Lu Qinghe stood at the door, absent-minded for a rare moment. Even his subordinates wondered if Madam was frightened by Master Huo. But this legendary senior inspector is a female devil who has perfectly executed many top-secret missions with zero failure rate. Even if Master Huo is hanged in the ward now, she probably won't blink an eye. —— Concern leads to chaos. Lu Qinghe later realized that all this was just a trick done by Huo Xiren and the Chief Superintendent. Otherwise, this case would not be her turn. The top management of Jiahong Group has undergone a major change. In the highest office at that very high place, the financial and physical heart of Hong Kong City is hidden, like a star that can never be touched. Lu Qinghe always looks up. She always felt that the Hong Kong city was too small, and she could always see the dazzling golden landmarks when she looked up. However, she used her ten years of savings to buy a small apartment not far from Xiangshan Bay Villa, just to be closer to the stars. —— A chance encounter in the winter in Hong Kong City. Lu Qinghe and Huo Xiren met on a narrow road. The female police officer, whose expression remained unchanged, respectfully gave way to Young Master Huo. However, the proud man paused slightly and brushed off the fallen leaves from her epaulettes. "Inspector Lu, pay attention to safety." Lu Qinghe didn't expect that he could remember her. She raised her eyes in shock, her heart pumping blood so hard that she felt embarrassed. She nodded slightly and boarded the helicopter on a cross-country mission. —— When news of the crash of Falcon N997 in the North Pacific spread back to China, Huo Xiren abandoned projects worth hundreds of millions and rashly followed the police ship to the high seas of the North Pacific for search and rescue. Huo Xiren saw Lu Qinghe again on a deserted island. At that time, her whole body was wet, and blood was oozing from her left forehead. She was lowering her head and biting the strip of cloth torn from the hem of her shirt, and wrapped around the bone-deep wound on her forearm with an indifferent expression. A slender hand with a gun cocoon appeared in her field of vision. She waved her hand and said no, but the next moment her whole body froze in place. She might not recognize whose hand it was, but she wouldn't recognize the bright red mole on her wrist. The cold and dignified man who always appeared in her fantasies was now more embarrassed than the homeless man under the Hong Kong-Guangdong Bridge. He broke away from the team and drifted stubbornly on the sea. His voice was hoarse, suppressing unspeakable anger and madness: "Lu Qinghe, why didn't you keep your promise?" Reading tips: 1. Secret love comes true, Hong Kong style is semi-empty and slow to develop 2. Receive in advance and open next year. Intention: Be brave to love